Chapter 14
It was a long, uneasy journey, for although mac an Da'v was of
stout heart and goodwill, yet no man can carry another on his back
from Ulster to Leinster and go quick. Still, if you keep on driving
a pig or a story they will get at last to where you wish them to
go, and the man who continues putting one foot in front of the
other will leave his home behind, and will come at last to the edge
of the sea and the end of the world.
When they reached Leinster the feast of Moy Life' was being
held, and they pushed on by forced marches and long stages so as to
be in time, and thus they came to the Moy of Cell Camain, and they
mixed with the crowd that were going to the feast.
A great and joyous concourse of people streamed about them.
There were young men and young girls, a
